What rhymes with pudding? Jessica wondered. She stared at her paper blankly.
"Jessica, can you please answer the question?" The harsh voice of Ms. Teacher penetrated her thoughts.
"Err- I didn't hear the question, could you say that again?" She asked sheepishly. Ms. Teacher rolled her eyes.
"Jessica, stop writing poetry, and focus." She said poetry like there was something sour in her mouth.
"Yes, Ms. Teacher." Jessica said in a dull tone. Ms. Teacher continued on with the lesson, but the numbers flew by, and they slowly faded to words, describing hills and mountains. Thoughts swirled in her head, that longed to be poured onto paper.
Leaves greener then green,
Flowers that long to be seen,
Waters that lie untouched,
And the vast, open sky.
Where all the birds fly.
Mountains framed against the horizon.
This is what Jessica writes.
Oh, the beautiful sights,
Oh, the slight breeze,
She knows she'll never freeze.
There's just one thing that interrupts the image-
"Jessica, did you hear me?" Ms. Teacher asks.
"Oh, uh...Yes Ms. Teacher." Jessica said. Ms.Teacher glared at her.
"Good, 'cause its time for a pop quiz." The class groans in dismay. "I will hand out your papers, you may begin as soon as you receive them."
Jessica was the first to receive hers. She stared at it helplessly. She didn't know this!
In front of her was a monster,
a monster that had to be slain.
For it had caused much pain.
All she wielded was a pencil.
She didn't even have an eraser.
It was her against that math paper,
and the odds weren't in her favor.
But, as her Father always says,
'No matter how hard it may look,
No matter what it says in the book,
As long as you always try,
you might just find you can fly.'
With hope gleaming in her eye,
She cried her famous battle cry.
And with a powerful blow,
She finally saw hope for a A.
She knew that she had won the day!
"Time is up!" The teacher said. Jessica was confident when she turned her paper in. She knew she did it. The teacher frowned at her doubtfully.
"What's there to be so happy about, Jessica?" She asked. Jessica shrugged.
"Class is almost over." To prove her point, the bell rang at that moment. "See you later, Ms. Teacher!"
And of course, when the results were in,
On her paper was a C,
Sure she didn't win, not completely.
But what was important was she tried.
Try at school,
Try at work.
If you do something, do your best.
And you'll prove your up to the test!